Karma

By the end, you will have suffered from it all: At first you didn’t understand why people That you worked with would think about you, quibble With how you lived your life. Now you know fall And rise, how a life has more to do with lies. How jealousy is understandable, Revenge the toothpick in the gums, to trouble Even you. There is a bitterness in ways Of seeing: those heavy, layered wines; the bread Poisoned. Come, sit down. My favorite is the crust. It’s not that the last supper was the last; It was the day that it revealed that even The good guys were impure. How they were lost And resisted giving up what they were given.